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I try but I can't avoid the yellowed polaroid of you, me, and scarlet leaves hanging from the fever tree. Beneath its parasol my stomach's ocean crawled. I drowned off in your shade. You slapped me like a wave and sailed away. Now I just can't erase you. My hands keep reaching back to that branch again. But I just keep on missing. My hands keep climbing down to the ladder's end. And I hope no one's watching as my foot breaks through the bottom rung again.

Track Name: Miss Cyclone

Shot shells at the laughing gulls. Sailed stares at the sea. You sent a wave and erased the name carved next to me. Now nothing lasts forever and no one rides for free. The summer flowers are only trash along the beach. Standing in the chrome cold rain. The thunderbolts explode. The sky is turning blue and green. The silver siren moans. Every song is treasure sinking in the deep. Every note spit from your mouth is drowning me. Standing in the chrome cold rain. The astrobelts explode. The paint is peeling off my legs. I'm kicking summer snow.

Track Name: Cherry Coke

You rolled me over. Tore off the gift wrap. Twisted the bottle cap and tipped my head back. Down in my canyon the cherry waterfall tumbled so sweetly, the syrup succulent. But now the blossum scent is smelling different. Red rapids swell and knot up my spinal bend. The sweet's gone sour. My stomach's sick of this. I'm sweating buckets. I'm turning pale. I called yourt 911, you never answered me. You never picked up the mess you made of me. You left me hanging like laundry on your rope. You pressed me flat as yesterday's cherry coke. So now I'm staking my longest finger straight into my throat so I can throw you out. Goodbye my geyser. I'll see you as the rain. Flooding the gutter red. Feeding the drain.

Hands behind your teeth touch the needle down. But I can't hear you speak above this pin drone. Blow a paper horn. Burn a candle down. Raise a wineglass for the death of silence. Bow your head and pray for a moment of silence.